To be the process of dreams
Carving should
Out of can
Hopes
Be
The mentality of man
The hue of not
Has painted
Generations since
This struggle
Of our occur
Has not always
The want of man
Been enough
To press
Light unto
The darkness of our lost
For clouds of past
Will grant rain
To wash
The years from our skin
And that to be the lift of age
The clean drench
of pouring
dreams unto lives